Yu Xuan stared ahead in silence.
As his gaze swept across the land, his pupils contracted slightly.
They were coming again.
And this time they were faster.
"…So that's how it is," he murmured.
This wasn't a trial.
It was a loop.
A vicious one at that.
If he had to be honest with himself, these figures didn't truly feel like enemies, but they were even farther from being allies.
They didn't hesitate to kill him, and that alone was enough to draw a clear line.
'But why are they arriving faster than before? Do they remember what happens after I return…?' Yu Xuan thought grimly.
If that were true, then things had just become far more troublesome.
"There he is again, that arrogant bastard."
"He really looks like a spoiled Young Master from some great human clan."
"Let's ask him if his surname is Ximen."
"How about a bet? Lose, and you'll be my slave for thousand years."
"Forget talking let's fight."
Then one voice cut through the noise.
